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Baku, Ra, to Ringu: UnCut	By : KimyouTeki Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4030 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Rebecca laughed as Kaiba ran for the stairs...
Her laughter abruptly stopped as Kaiba veered off-course. It turned out that he was heading not for the stairwell, but for the control panel set into the wall beside it. He stopped hard against the wall on his palms, then quickly punched a code into the keypad. At that moment ratcheting was heard all around as steel rolled down to cover all the windows, and the lights all blared to full power.
Rebecca frowned. Oh, brother. Some idiotic security measure. He still thinks it's a trick!
He strode through the livingroom, searching.
"I dare you to show your face, Coward! Let's see you now!"
What an infuriating man! How do you scare someone like that?
Kaiba searched the penthouse systematically, moving from the livingroom to the kitchen, then going down the hallway to where his and Mokuba's bed and bathrooms were. His room was empty, but as he made his way down to Mokuba's room, he heard the crash of glass breaking inside and burst into a run.
"Mokuba!"
There he stood, in a puddle of water. Although he was facing the other way, Kaiba easily recognized his baby brother.
"Big Brother..."
Kaiba's heart swelled with relief as he rushed and took hold of Mokuba's shoulder, turning the boy around so he could look at his face.
"Mokie--!"
Mokuba looked up at Kaiba. His face was porcelain, and one of his eyes had been smashed in. The darkness beyond the jagged shards gazed into Seto Kaiba.
"Big Brother... I'm broken..."
At this point, the child fell apart completely. Within seconds, there was nothing except a pile of broken clay at Kaiba's feet.
He heard Rebecca's voice mocking him:
"Please, Big Brother, please come save me!" folllowed by cruel, insane laughter.
o o o
The hot water had run out, but Yuki did not notice. He simply stood in the shower, letting the icy water stream over the red mark the noose had made around his neck, and the handprints Jouno had burned all over his back and chest. He wavered due to his exhaustion, but otherwise, was still.
Head down, all he could see behind his closed eyelids was Shuichi's smiling face.
Tears fell and mingled with the shower water.
o o o
Bakura and Fluffy were in the kitchen, leaning against the island counter, arms crossed. The Tetra had returned to normal upon Malik's departure. Ryou and Hiro were in the livingroom, watching the news in case Rebecca decided to make some noise.
Fluffy sighed noisily, but otherwise, neither had made a sound. They were each in their own world of panic, Bakura fearing Ryou's demise, Fluffy wondering how he could get his light away from that crazed little bitch. He'd begun to shake his head as he thought up solutions, then discarded them.
Bakura looked up at Fluffy, staring at him for a long time. Fluffy didn't notice. He was too deep in thought.
Finally, he said, "I know how to defeat the curse."
o o o
Kaiba ran into the nearest washroom-- Mokuba's-- and fell to his knees before the toilet. He retched, but nothing came out, as he had not eaten.
He curled up against the wall, hugging his knees to his chest. He could not help but look around at the decorations-- Mokuba's Duel Monsters bath towel, the Blue-Eyes White Dragon bath rug, his bath toys, all smiling cartoon characters and chibi Duel Monsters. His tooth brush was standing proudly in its holder, as if Mokuba could come in any second to brush his teeth.
Once the tears began to fall, Kaiba could not stop them.
He was an innocent. So helpless...
He fought back the image of Mokuba's corpse, but it leapt unbidden into his mind, making him choke out a startling sob. How could anyone do that to him?
Kaiba screamed, his voice frought with sorrow and agony.
Watching this, Rebecca frowned and crinkled her brow.
I don't understand. Why is he so upset? Mokuba was an albatross around his neck. I did him a favor.
Floating over him, she shook her head.
Fine, Kaiba. I thought you'd be glad to be rid of him, but I was obviously wrong. If you miss him so much, I guess I can help you out.
o o o
"It's really for the best--"
Fluffy's fist slammed into Bakura's face, knocking him backwards. He gripped the edge of the counter to stay on his feet, then looked up and met the Egyptian's glare.
"That's not a solution. That's giving up and you know it."
"Well, why don't you tell me what great idea you've come up with?"
Fluffy lowered his head.
o o o
After some time, Kaiba slowly got to his feet and stumbled to the sink. Hunching over it, he ran some cold water and splashed his overheated face, his eyes red and swollen from weeping, his throat sore from sobbing and screaming.
Kaiba didn't notice it when a sound arose in the room, but it soon became unbearably loud.
... skreeeeeeEEEEEEEE--
He winced and, squeezing his eyes shut, clamped both hands over his ears.
"--Aah. Nnhhh..."
Straightening, something caught his eye, and he immediately forgot about the sound.
There was a young woman in the room with him.
He saw by the reflection that she was standing behind him, leaning into the corner. He whirled to ask her who she was, but there was nothing there. Sweat popped out all over his skin even as the icy water he'd just splashed on his face began to dry, chilling him.
Slowly, he turned back towards the mirror and was frightened to see that she was still in the mirror, but had now turned towards him and was approaching her side of the looking glass. She walked in slow, shaky, disjointed steps; a corpse's gait.
skree, skreee... skree, skreee...
The mirror was very large. It covered the entire wall above the vanity counter. The image was dark and gray-- it wavered and seemed unfocused, like an old movie.
Kaiba stumbled backwards, transfixed as an unusually mature Rebecca approached. Her hair was dirty and muddy, covering her face like a solid wall.
She climbed onto the vanity counter on her side, crawled through, then sat on his side, letting her feet dangle off the edge of the counter.
Kaiba sucked in a gasp which abruptly stopped as he hit the shower doors and crashed through to a painful landing on the cold, hard tile.
He stared up at her as she closed in, moving her head back and forth, preparing to give him the look of death.
She knew he must want it; why else would he so willingly meet her gaze? As he saw her eyes, with its milk-white pupils, he cried out. His lungs seized up and he began to writhe in death throes.
Goodbye, Kaiba.
o o o
"Nothing worked, okay, we're fucking screwed, okay, is that what you want to hear?"
Bakura wilted under Fluffy's gaze. Looking down and off to the side, he slowly shook his head.
o o o
"Wake up.
"Please, wake up! You have to hurry!"
ShuChan sat up, very disoriented-- it took him a second to remember where he was. He peered around in the darkness of Kaiba's bedroom, wondering what had woken him. His breath hitched in his throat as he caught sight of a shadowy figure standing before the bank of windows.
"Please," the figure said, "You have to wake him up. Someone's going to die!" As soon as those words left his lips, the shadow vanished before ShuChan's eyes.
ShuChan was so startled, he grabbed Malik and began shaking him violently. "Malik! Wake up! Wake up! I saw something!"
Malik's eyes snapped open.
o o o
The image of Rebecca vanished, and Kaiba found that he could breathe again.
He struggled to his feet and stared at the mirror for a long time, catching his breath and trying to explain away what he'd just experienced.
o o o
"I'm sorry. I saw something-- a strange shadow-- and it startled me."
Malik snuggled up to ShuChan and kissed him on the nose. "It's alright. To be honest, I was having a nightmare."
"Then you're glad I woke you?"
"Yes." He held Shuichi closer, sighing happily, then closed his eyes.
"... Malik?"
"Yes?"
"I was wondering about the people who hurt you..."
Malik opened his eyes. "Why would you ask something like that?"
"Well, you're a vengeful spirit, yet you're here, taking out your anger on people you hardly know. Why haven't you gone after the ones who are truly responsible for your state? You haven't even mentioned them."
Malik had no reply for that.
ShuChan leaned over him, weaving their fingers together and smiling his most reassuring smile. "I still want to help you. Please, talk to me. I'm sure it will help."
Malik's expression began to change. First, his features began to slowly contort into what could have been construed as either rage or fear. Then, tears welled up in his eyes and tumbled down to soak into the pillow, and he sat up, turning his face away.
"No."
"Rebecca..." ShuChan put his arms around Malik in a warm, gentle embrace. "They can't hurt you anymore. I'm here for you. I'll protect you."
A sob escaped Malik's throat, and he pressed his fingertips to his lips. He burst into tears and threw his arms around Shuichi's waist.
ShuChan ran his fingers through Malik's sand-colored hair.
"There, there. It's alright."
Malik's voice was muffled, as his face was buried in ShuChan's chest. "No it's not."
He straightened and looked ShuChan in the eyes. "I don't want to be like him."
ShuChan caressed Malik's jawline with his fingertip. "No one ever said you had to be. I'm here, and I will help you."
Malik snuggled up to ShuChan, tears streaming steadily down his face, but he was calming down. He sighed, "I think we must all be doomed to turn into the monsters who destroyed our innocence."
"Do you really believe that?"
"I've had a horrible epiphany. Ever since I came back, I've been acting just like ..."
"... Like the men who killed you?"
Malik nodded ruefully.
"But it's gonna be okay now, because you've realized how wrong it is to hurt people, right, Rebecca? You don't want to hurt anyone anymore, do you?"
Malik thought about Shuichi's question for a long time, then shook his head.
"No. I don't."
He smiled at ShuChan, tears glistening in his eyes. "I just want the kind of life I should've had. I want to be happy."
They hugged tighter. "It'll be okay now, Sweetie. I love you."
"I've got a great idea. Let's have a picnic breakfast in the garden, okay?"
"Sure."
"Great." Malik straightened, sniffling and wiping his tears away. "I'll go out at dawn and get rid of all those corpses, and we'll have a wonderful morning."
ShuChan sweatdropped. "Sounds great."
o o o
The dawn broke crisp and clear Friday morning. Malik perched at the top of the stairs on Kaiba's porch and took in a deep, refreshing breath, then sighed it out. "Aah... What a beautiful morning."
I feel so good today. So peaceful, like things are finally going to be alright. I'm not even mad about Kaiba getting away from me. The weather's perfect for a picnic. This day will be mine and ShuChan's.
Malik giggled girlishly. "Okay, time to get rid of those corpses." He trotted down the steps and got to work.
I'll worry about BakaChan tomorrow...
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